She is not fair to outward view
H. Coleridge · 1861
Public domain
From The Golden Treasury, selected by Francis Turner Palgrave. H. Coleridge. The text is free of copyright in the United States. This copy is the poem, without the Project Gutenberg header.
She is not fair to outward view
As many maidens be;
Her loveliness I never knew
Until she smiled on me.
O then I saw her eye was bright,
A well of love, a spring of light.
But now her looks are coy and cold,
To mine they ne'er reply,
And yet I cease not to behold
The love-light in her eye:
Her very frowns are fairer far
Than smiles of other maidens are.